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  • Rabbit hole

    Dark tunnels Black soul, Disappearing down a rabbit hole, Finding things best left alone Descending into the unknown, A denizen of darkened gloom Claustrophobic, no room, Utter despair in this tomb Being reborn from a new womb, Looking for an escape route Gasping for air, I see the truth That is is simply in my…

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  • A question of how to feel spiritual

    Some one asked why despite years of meditation they have felt nothing spiritual. My only answer was as follows. Other thoughts appreciated. You have to be open to it heart and soul. Many people read a book without allowing what they read to permeate their being. Maybe you have missed the synchronicity of life that…

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  • The journey never ends

    The journey never ends

    Impermanence of life is a source of fear for many people, but the truth is that nothing is permanent, not even death. Much the same as darkness nothing is eternal, light and life will find away to shine bright or reincarnate. For we are made of energy and energy is eternal and when it fades…

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  • Star bright

    Tonight whilst walking the dog I looked up at the vast night sky and saw a star. Not just any star but one so bright it had a halo of light around it and was brighter than any other. It made me think and wonder how cool it would be to travel into the galaxy…

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  • Mind

    https://plus.google.com/104109621372218640702/posts/J6XkKArmcKY?_utm_source=1-2-2 Originally posted by BenREI ltd

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  • Cold hearted (sweet dreams)

    I slice my chest open With a sharpened blade Blood trickling Blood flowing As I pull the skin wide open. Then with ribbon spreaders I reach in amidst the flow of crimson red blood And crack open my ribs. The cracking of bones As loud as my screams in my ears. I then reach in…

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  • Sophisticated 

    Pure of heart And full of faith, The beauty shone From her fair face, She loved her life So uncomplicated, She was so sophisticated, Oozing class from every pore She was not rich But the clothes she wore And the way she wore them Made people believe, She was upper class And wealthy, Yet she…

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  • Brutish monarchs

    Sat upon a thorny throne Sceptre on floor by his side Blood soaked sword gripped in hand Blood of innocent piled up high. Monarch of power Monarch of death Will seek to rule all until his last breath Brutal ruler With a brutal army Swept over lands imposing tyranny  Life so cheap that it don’t…

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  • A word to the wise

    A word to the wise

    Wisdom is something that comes with age and experience and cannot be taught but is not a right or a a given.

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  • The trumpet call

    Angelic symphonies ringing in the ears, of all those souls willing to hear, orotund voices in the background, a cacophony of different sounds. Ramping up the angelic choir for an exaltation to aspire, to a new dawn and a brand new age, where humanity will begin again, up goes the trumpet call, those not ascending…

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